irrational ;;

=“…Its fine….i don’t get to have sweets often” just usually…junk food and cereal, things people wouldn’t think twice about. “ya don’t gotta be so damn nervous.”

          “ I’m not nervous. It’s just a habit. ”

=That was a good idea, so he could eat it at his own pace, he’s not one to be thankful tho which was obvious so he didn’t say anything in return.

          “ ...do you like it? ”

=“…..I’d like more…” he didn’t enjoy saying those words, this guy was the last person he’d ever think he’d need to depend on, Danny would be ten times worse so at least its not that bad.

=Glares him down before sitting up a bit to take a bite, he was such a thick headed brat wasn’t he?

          “ See? That wasn’t so bad now was it. ”

He pulled the spoon back and thought. Hm...maybe he could give him more? It wouldn’t really be a problem, and the other was in pain so maybe some sweets could help? He didn’t see how but oh well. 

=“Why the hell would i want some, its yours is it not?” he’s not good at being honest with himself, which was funny for a guy who couldn’t tell lies.

          “ Uh huh. Sure. ”

=He’s not trying to look at him, but how dare this guy eat food around him, its not like its something he gets often, asshole, so he’ll just inch his foot over and kick him.

          “ Hm-- ”

He wasn’t really bothered by it, and simply looked over at him. Hmm...ah he knew what was up. 

=Guess he’s laying down now, not like he can argue, crossing his arms like the brat he is,  “What ever…” he tried not to pay attention to what the other was doing.

He rummaged through his mini-fridge, spotting a dessert he was saving. Pudding...perfect. He took that, along with a spoon and then went back into the living space, sitting near the mattress. He glanced over at Zack but didn’t say anything, and began to quietly eat his food.

=Annoying…. 

This was all so annoying, “Tch..what ever….” planting himself back down next to him, “I aint staying cause ya said so….im staying cause i want to, got it?” he’s being huffy and making this harder then it needed to be.

          “ Mhm. Just lay down. ”

=Zacks trying to ignore the wound honestly, it hurts like a bitch and he feels weak but he didn’t want to show that side of himself to this idiot, “..I should go…don’t wanna bother ya more then i have” bringing himself to stand, its obvious from the way his face is twisting he’s in a lot of pain just trying to get up.

          “ ...Don’t. ”

He grabs the others arm, gently tugging on it. He didn’t seem to have a different kind of expression, staring at Zack with that dull look. How annoying, probably. 

=“Well it aint like i don’t got a reason to be friendly to people ya know” crossing his arms, honestly everyone around him were just pests and he hated them, but there were some people he could kind of stand…this idiot happened to be one.

          “ Guess you’re right. ”

=Oh? was that how he was? he kind of remembered that was his stance, just figured with how he’s acted it would have changed, “…Ah well….i don’t know how to feel bout you either if that helps….since i don’t like everyone.”

          “ That’s easy to see. You’re not exactly the friendliest person. ”

=“Its almost like you enjoy my company” letting him wrap him up, not like he had a choice, this brat would get upset or something if he fought it so what ever, he didn’t care enough.

“Do ya like me?”

          “ Don’t be an idiot. I don’t like you, and I don’t hate you.                You don’t get those spots when it comes to how I                feel towards you. ”

=Was he calm now? then Zack will just put his hood back on, “Listen…i didn’t mean to upset you…it was just a joke that went to far…got it?”

          “ ...It’s fine. ”

=“Why ya helping me? last i checked we had a rocky relationship…..don’t be like you felt bad for me either, cause like aint i a pest to you? wouldn’t it be better if i died from a wound like this?”

          “ I dunno. You’re right, I don’t feel bad. I’m just doing                 this because I can. I don’t really have an answer. ”

=He hated the petting so much but he bit his lip and put up with it, it was to calm the other down since he had gotten him that upset, “Hope this is enough for you…..or i might gotta demean myself more.”

          “ ...Mhm. ”

=“Can i ask ya a question? or would you rather i shut my mouth and not be annoying?”  Bringing a wounded man to your house? just adds to the weird. makes him feel like a dog.

          “ Go ahead. I don’t mind. ”